[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Song Ci'an looked at the textbook in front of him. The original owner's grades were very good. It could be said that he was always the first in the grade. The other person competing with him for the first place was the protagonist Shou. However, Jiang Yanbai, the protagonist, is more well-known on campus. Although the original protagonist is handsome and good at studies, he works part-time most of the time and is very mysterious in the eyes of his classmates. The protagonist Shou himself looks like the little brother next door, he is enthusiastic and cheerful, has a good relationship with his classmates, and is a good brother with Lin Huai, who has his own hot spots. So it’s not surprising that it is well-known.

The system knowledge in the small worlds of the same plane is similar. Song Cian has done many tasks in this plane before coming to this world. He already knows the system knowledge of this plane well, and it can even be said that he possesses the knowledge Already higher than this world.

The only two courses Song Ci'an needed to relearn were English and Chinese. This is because the language of each world is different, each world has its own unique language, and the language of this world involves some ancient books and history of this world.

Song Ci'an needs to learn again.

Seeing Song Cian taking out a vocabulary book and Chinese knowledge collection, "Are you only going to study these two?" 001 asked curiously.

"Yeah." Song Ci'an responded.

The next exam is the first monthly exam at the beginning of the school year, which is two weeks away. Song Ci'an estimated that his English and Chinese language would not be up to the original master's level, but they should be close. By the midterm exam at the latest, he would be able to reach the original master's level or even surpass it.

The weekend vacation has just ended, and the students have not put away their fun, and the classroom is noisy.

Following the sound of footsteps, the classroom became silent, and Song Cian's eyes left the vocabulary book.

I saw Lin Huai walking in. He didn't have a schoolbag on his back, and he wasn't even wearing a school uniform, but he was holding a bag in his hand.

He walks with flying speed, and the injury at the corner of his mouth is healed. It seems that the injury is almost healed, Song Ci'an thought.

"Did he agree to your request and study hard?" 001's voice sounded in his ears.

"Maybe I'm just here to return my clothes." Song Cian said meaningfully.

Lin Huai walked straight to the last row and threw the bag in his hand on the empty table next to him. After all, no one dared to sit next to him without his consent.

The new books issued at the beginning of the semester were consciously stacked on the table. Lin Huai took a look at them and seemed to think that putting these books on the table would affect his sleep, so he picked them up and stuffed them into the desk one by one.

Since Lin Huai entered the classroom, the noise and endorsements in the classroom have disappeared, replaced by the clacking of mobile phone keys. After all, everyone knows about Lin Huai's heroic deeds, and no one dares to discuss it in front of his face.

After morning reading, the head teacher called Song Cian out alone and told him that the scholarship would be credited to his card after school at noon.

The school bell rang, and the students rushed to the door.

Song Ci sat in his seat without moving. He turned around and looked at the figure who was awakened by the school bell. It seemed that he had slept all morning.

Seeing that all the students were gone, Lin Huai stood up from his seat, took the bag on the table and walked to Song Cian, "Your clothes have been washed."

"Classmate Lin Huai, you slept all morning." Song Cian reached out and took the clothes.

Lin Huai's face, which had just been woken up, was full of impatience, "If you have any other requests, I will satisfy you."

"Classmate Lin Huai, I think this is pretty good, what do you think?" Song Cian stood up and stared into Lin Huai's eyes.

Lin Huai seemed to be burned by Song Ci'an's gaze and took a big step back. "You are crazy!" He turned around and went out.

"Classmate Lin Huai, see you in the afternoon." A low and cold voice came from behind, seemingly with a hint of a smile. Lin Huai paused and said, "Crazy, who will listen to you." He quickened his pace.

"Host, will he come this afternoon?" 001 didn't quite understand, "Wouldn't this anger him?"

"He will come." Although Lin Huai was rebellious and loved to fight, his classmates had a bad impression of him. But Song Ci'an, who has absorbed the memory of the original time, knows that Lin Huai is a righteous man and will repay kindness. In the original world line, the protagonist Shou tried his best to help the Lin Group after encountering difficulties, and after Lin Huai's death, he He took his revenge.

All this shows that Lin Huai himself is an excellent person, and if he is really what the rumors say, then he doesn't have to come here to send clothes, right? Song Cian held the bag and could smell the faint fragrance, which was the same as Lin Huai's.

The mother is being hospitalized for treatment and will require subsequent surgery, which is a huge expense. The original owner was a serious student and could only make money through part-time jobs, but this was far from enough.

Song Ci'an has experienced a lot of the world and knows very well how to make money quickly.

"001, help me check the current stock market conditions." The original owner does not have a computer, and mobile phone searches are too slow, and some more important and confidential information cannot be searched online.

Looking at the newly arrived ten thousand on the card, although it was a lot for the scholarship, it was still too little for Song Ci'an's current situation.

Song Cian looked at the information searched by 001 and invested all the yuan in his hand.

"Host, won't you lose all your money?" Although 001 knows the host's abilities, he is still worried. After all, these ten thousand yuan are the host's entire possessions.

"No, I have a sense of propriety." Song Ci'an turned off her phone and ate the cold noodles on the table.

There are still two hundred yuan in his pocket. The food at home is enough for one person to eat for a week. The original owner has already paid the hospitalization fee for Song's mother this month.

Song Ci'an is sure that this ten thousand yuan will be doubled several times before next month.